Ticket For A Long Journey - The Reunion

This is the final part of my story - I have to warn you, it'll be NC-17 more or less so if you don't like that sort of thing please press the back button, lol! for all the others, please enjoy- and excuse any mistakes :-))

The Reunion - Part 6

"Hannibal" Clarice whispered.

"It's you, I missed you so much!" she felt tears building up in her eyes.

"Yes my lovely Clarice, it's me, who else could it be!" he teased her.

"You know my dear I was not at all sure you'd be ready that soon, but then I was reminded of your ambition my beautiful little Starling and the thought never crossed my mind again!" she heard him chuckle, his magnificent voice sending shivers all over her body and she noticed the goose bumps on the pale skin of her slender arms.

"What now Hannibal, when will we meet, I can't wait anymore, please don't make me wait any longer, are you anywhere near the hotel - please I need you ....!" Clarice said breathlessly. She tried to steady her trembling voice but in vain.

"Patience, my love! There is one last hurdle that you will have to clear - but firstly, my dear, tell me something, what do you wear on this fine evening, hm? Give me all the little details!" there was something in his playful voice, she couldn't quite define it but to her it sounded like excitement. Clarice felt hot, her cheeks started to burn and she felt the familiar tingling between her legs. She replied huskily.

"I, I am wearing a blue satin nightgown, yeah ...well and my panties!"

Clarice told him, all of a sudden bashfully. Then the old aggressive Clarice emerged from deep within her conscious and asked cheekily.

"Are you coming on to me Doctor, do you want to have telephone sex with me? I had no idea that sort of thing interested you - you never cease to surprise me!"

She heard him laughing over the phone and smiled to herself, she loved this, she could go on forever just playing around like this. Clarice got so very excited by only listening to this unique voice, what would happen when she actually met him again, she wondered.

"Oh Clarice. you make me want to come to you just now - would you like that?" he demanded suddenly serious.

"Yes Hannibal, please do that!" she said. "It's good to hear you saying it but I have to disappoint you - one last time!"

Clarice sighed. Of course she had known his answer. One Hannibal Lecter wouldn't just throw all his principles overboard. So she had to wait again. What was this last task she had to fulfill?

"What, Hannibal, do I have to do, tell me, I will do anything and you know that, you have me where you want me, begging for your mercy!"

Clarice said somewhat sarcastically. Lecter noticed that tone at once and amused he informed her about what she had to do.

"Clarice, tomorrow you will go to London Heathrow airport to gate # 9. There you'll ask for a Mr. Ruiz. He'll provide a ticket for you which brings you - well you'll see - now my lovely lady, I will end this sweet torture for me and for you, because I don't know how long I will be able to withstand the need to come to you!"

"No, please not so soon - you can't do that, when will you call again, when will we meet and where, come on Doctor have a heart - don't be ....!" she couldn't even finish her sentence when she heard the clicking over the phone and the line was dead.

She couldn't believe it, he had just hung up. Just like this. 'Great!' she said to herself - that wasn't fair, then she had an idea. She checked out the re-dialing function on the phone but it was no use ... of course he wouldn't let her have his number. One more day ... maybe more, it definitely wasn't fair.

She was getting a little angry out of frustration. 'I want you, Mister and I am going to get you! Believe me!' she addressed the phone which lay in her hand innocently.

Clarice tossed and turned that night not able to find the right position ...after some tiring hours she finally fell asleep.

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"Are you Mr. Ruiz?"

"Uhm, yes Ma'am, you must be Ms. Starling, then! I have an envelope for you!" he handed her the thick envelope.

She thanked him and went away to sit down on one of the chairs near the gate. Again she had a déjâ vu by opening up the envelope. She found a ticket, a map and a set of three different keys. The flight was due in one and a half hours to Geneva in Switzerland. Clarice raised her eyebrows - Switzerland - what's that supposed to mean, she shrugged and shook her head.

'Oh Hannibal'

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While enjoying the first-class service on the flight to Geneva she had a closer look on the map. She discovered some lines in his elegant handwriting.

Remember Clarice - simplicity - find me, I'm waiting! Yours H.

She smiled, of course she remembered. How could she possibly forget? What was she supposed to look for - a cross? nah, too simple! Then she found a line, drawn by him that led from Geneva to a little spot, a house or a village - apparently it was located only a few miles from Geneva.

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Clarice rented a car in Geneva and was on her way to a small Chalet. The guy at the car rental had explained her the map and told her that some gentleman had bought it some weeks ago. She knew that gentleman rather well, didn't she? Clarice drove like crazy even if she didn't know the way or at least the area. She just couldn't wait. She had to see him or she would get insane. She felt like screaming and that she did. Clarice screamed out of the window of her rental car and into the warm air of a late summers day.

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Agent Starling came to halt in front of an elegant summer house painted crème colored. She got off the car, leaving all her things in there. Before she reached the door to ring it opened and right there he stood, again dressed all in black. He looked dashing. For moments they just looked at each other until Clarice stepped forward to fall into his arms. He wrapped his strong arms around her, the feeling overwhelming, finally he held her in his arms again. He couldn't believe it. Clarice felt dizzy and unable to speak she just sighed and moaned happily.

Hannibal pulled her into the house not caring about the car or the open door. The area was deserted anyway. He kissed her hungrily, Clarice returned his kisses with mutual aggression. Their tongues fought unceasingly. His hands roamed over her body stopping at her breasts to tease the already stiff buds with his thumbs. Clarice encouraged him by murmuring words of affection finally able to speak again. They undressed while kissing and touching each other. In the cosy living room of the house Hannibal had prepared several soft furs for them. The lay down on the comforting material to make love. It couldn't go fast enough for both of them being separated for such a long time. They pleased each other in a lot of different ways. Hannibal seemed to know her body better than her. When he went down on her pleasing her with his skillful tongue and fingers she climaxed several times, almost passed out the last time.

Exhausted from their lovemaking they lay side by side. Clarice propped herself on one elbow. She looked at him, his eyes closed his expression relaxed.

"I love you, Hannibal I really do! I have no idea how this will go on but for the next two weeks I will just enjoy being with you!" it made her sick thinking of leaving him but she pushed away the thought to not spoil their time.

She wasn't sure if he was awake or asleep. With one finger she stroked over the bridge of his nose down to his lips, then lay down again.

She put her head on his chest snuggled closer to him.

Clarice fell asleep in Hannibal's arms.

fin. I hope you've enjoyed it. thanks for reading!